Pepper Butthole Surfers
[Verse 1]
[F]Marky got with Sharon
And [G]Sharon got Sherese
She was [F]sharin' Sharon's outlook on the [G]topic of disease
[F]Mikey had a facial scar and [G]Bobby was a racist
They were [F]all in love with dyin', they were d[G]oin' it in Texas
[F]Tommy played piano like a [G]kid out in the rain
Then he [F]lost his leg in Dallas he was [G]dancing' with a train
They were [F]all in love with dyin', they were [G]drink in' from a fountain
That was [F]pouring like an avalanche, [G]com in' down the mountain
[Cborus]
[G]I don't mind the sun sometimes
The [F]images it [G]shows
[G]I can taste you on my lips
And [F]smell you in my [G]clothes
[G]Cinnamon and sugary
And [F]softly spoken [G]lies
[G]You never know just how you look
Through [F]other people's[G] eyes
[Bridge]
[F]Some will die in hot pursuit and [G]fiery auto crashes
[F]Some will die in hot pursuit while [G]sifting through my ashes
[F]Some will fall in love with life and [G]drink it from a fountain
That is [F]pouring like an avalanche, [G]com in' down the mountain
[Cborus]
[G]I don't mind the sun sometimes
The [F]images it [G]shows
[G]I can taste you on my lips
And [F]smell you in my [G]clothes
[G]Cinnamon and sugary
And [F]softly spoken l[G]ies
[G]You never know just how you look
Through [F]other people's [G]eyes
In Reverse:
[G](I don't mind the sun sometimes
The [F]images it [G]shows
[G]You never know just how you look
Through [F]other people's [G]eyes)
[Verse 2]
[F]Another Mikey took a knife while [G]arguing in traffic
[F]Flipper died a natural death, he [G]caught a nasty virus
[F]Then there was an ever-present [G]football player rapist
[F]They were all in love with dyin', they were [G]doin' it in Texas
[F]Pauly caught a bullet, but it [G]only hit his leg
Well it [F]should've been a better shot and [G]got him in the head
They were [F]all in love with dyin', they were d[G]rink in' from a fountain
That was [F]pouring like an avalanche, [G]com in' down the mountain
[Cborus]
[G]I don't mind the sun sometimes
The [F]images it [G]shows
[G]I can taste you on my lips
And [F]smell you in my [G]clothes
[G]Cinnamon and sugary
And [F]softly spoken [G]lies
[G]You never know just how you look
Through [F]other people's [G]eyes
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